Forgotten Memories

Chapter 3

I wake with a start. L is shaking me awake. "Hey are you trying to attract all the biters in the whole neighborhood?" he asks me skeptically. He brings his hand up and wipes the tears off my cheeks. "Bad dream?" I nod my head, feeling like a small child again. "Well come on, I'll make some breakfeast and you can tell me all about it okay?" He offers his hand to me. I look up at his kind eyes and gladly take his hand. As we head into the 'kitchen' I start to wonder when the last time I ate was. "L? What is today's date?" He turns around and thinks for a second. "It's March 3rd." he finally says and turns back to prepare the food. March 3rd! Wow....I was out for awhile...but that means my ribs should heal up soon too. Atleast that is a good thing. "Oh. Yesterday while I was out looking for more supplies, I grabbed you some clothes." L says pointing at my hospital gown. "I guessed on the size since I wasn't sure but they are over there if you would like to go change while I finish this." He points at a small chair with clothes drapped over it. "Oh, okay. Thank you. You're very kind." I smile at him and head towards the room I slept in to change. I slip the clothes on and look in the small mirror on the door. Black capris and a grey top with some colourful designs on the front...I like it.

I head back out of the room and L has already finished the food and is waiting for me at the table. I sit down and start from the begining. I tell him about how I woke up in the hospital, not knowing anything, and then just barely remembering what happened to get me in the hospital. I tear up at the thought. " I wasn't quick enough. I couldn't save my mother or my brother..." Sobbing now, L reaches over and puts a hand on my shoulder. "It's okay. There wasn't anything more you could've done. You did the right thing." I sniffle and thank him for trying to make me feel better.

After breakfeast I show L the address on my armband. "Do you think we could go there? You know...so I could maybe remember alittle more?" L looks at me for a moment before nodding his head and saying we'll leave in about an hour or so. I don't really know what I am supposed to do so I just sit and wait to leave.

"Alright. Let's head out." L says handing me a hammer and knife. I stare at the weapons in my hands. "Just in case." he says, noticing my confused glance. As we head out I see one of those things. It was petrifying. Rotting flesh peeling off of bone, blood oozing everywhere and dead remains splattered all over its body and face. Its face was half scrapped off and the other half was peeling away and rotting right off the bone. It was the odor that killed me though. I gag at the smell and turn away, trying to block the stench. L jogged up to it and stabbed it right in the head with his knife. We continued down the road until we came to my house, which was only 2 blocks from L's hidout. Few memories flood back into my brain. I see myself in the front yard trying to ride my bike, my mother running beside me and laughing. We were so happy then. Tears threaten to spill over my eyes but I blink them away as I walk toward the door. L heads in first and makes sure it is empty. I stare at the old police tape that liters the ground.

After he gives the okay that it's safe to go in, I cautiously walk into the door and shut it behind myself. In our livingroom there are pictures of me and my brother all over the walls. I stare at some of the pictures and drawings we had made for my mother. I really do miss her...She loved us alot and I loved her so much as well. My throat starts to get tight when I walk into my mother's room. Blood still stains the floor and more old police tape is scattered about. Then, I see something that makes my stomach flip, my brothers stuffed bunny also lay in the floor; soaked in blood. I turn and get out of her room and towards my room. Pictures of me and assumed friends and family scatter the walls. Other important papers are framed on my walls. Gymnastic awards, track awards, karate belts, scholastic achievements and most importantly college acceptance letters."Melody! Melody, dear look what came in the mail today!" My mother rushes towards me with papers in her hands. I take the papers and examine them. I put a hand over my mouth and hug her tight. "I am so proud of you!" She says to me and kisses my forehead.

I smile at the happy memories with my mother. Then I notice the pictures next to the other framed papers. Pictures of me at gymnastic competitions, track, and karate with my brother. I smile again and start towards the livingroom for the photo albums. L is waiting on the couch after gathering the few supplies left in my house. I grab the albums and open the cover to reveal my forgotten past.